Vale` – Father Pat (John O Brien Poems)
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
Yes, that's the hardest hand at all upon my frosted head-That telegram that brought the news that Father Pat is ...
Oh, think not that the polished breast, Only, can feel the fire of love,Pure as the flames that brightly rest In bosoms ...
PLACE--Scotland. TIME--Thirteenth Century.OFF! off! no treacherous priest for me!What's Heaven? what's Hell? Eternity!It hath no meaning to mine ear.Unless--Stay, father! ...
Standing on tiptoe, head back, eyes and armUpraised, Kate groped to reach the higher shelf.Her sleeve slid up like darkness ...
Hail, mildly pleasing Solitude,Companion of the wise and good,But from whose holy piercing eyeThe herd of fools and villains fly.Oh! ...
WINIFRED WATERS, when I look on you now,-With the sweet peace of God on your beautiful browAs you lie lily-white ...
SEATED in a Moorish garden On the Sahel of Algiers, Wandering breezes brought the burden Of its history in past ...
IQueen Theodolind has builtIn the earth a furnace-bed:There the Traitor Nail that spiltBlood of the anointed Head,Red of heat, resolves ...
How funny you are today New Yorklike Ginger Rogers in Swingtimeand St. Bridget's steeple leaning a little to the lefthere ...
Towery city and branchy between towers; Cuckoo-echoing, bell-swarmèd, lark-charmèd, rook-racked, river-rounded; The dapple-eared lily below thee; that country and town ...
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